Sirens rang through the streets as a black car raced down the street. A masked man aimed his gun at the brave officers pursuing him. His ally looked away from the road ahead of them for merely a second. A force shot through the vehicle, making the hood of the car crumple as if it had rammed into a steel support. The police cars circled around the black car.

        The driver looked up from the shattered window, his eyes widened as he saw a figure. The officers came out of their vehicles, weapons drawn and aimed at the crippled car.

"Step away from the vehicle! Put your hands behind your head!" An officer ordered. The crook in the passenger side came out of the car, his arm was bleeding. He got on his knees and put his hands up.

The driver was in shock, the world around him didn't matter as he looked at the figure in front of him.

One brave police officer approached the front of the car. Her body froze as she saw what had stopped the crooks.

Two pairs of feathered wings were against the metal. A female figure stood up, her body didn't have any sign that she had been hit. She had a star mark around her right eye as she looked at the cop with every so changing eyes. Her wings folded against her back, the tips touching the road below her.

       "P-please step away from the vehicle!" The officer said, holding her gun.

        The female figure looked at her hand, before looking at her face. "Don't draw your weapon." She warned.